The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 115 - The Heroine’s Suspicion

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In the Green Wild Maze dungeon, you’d often encounter teams like this—

Leading the group was a blonde swordsman, his hair slicked back with so much pomade it looked greasy. He wielded a brand-new, branded rapier and wore freshly purchased, unscuffed gear as he confidently marched forward.

Behind him…

A mage meticulously dressed, complete with lipstick.

A trembling cleric clutching her staff, her freckles poorly concealed with powder.

The three of them covered the basics—healer, ranged, and melee—but from head to toe, they looked like students playing dress-up. Their outfits screamed clichés, and their inexperience was painfully obvious.

It was more like a rich noble’s son had paid two classmates to join him for some role-playing fun.

But…

This “team” was still missing one very common type of person often found in such groups…

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“Ahhh! The lion is so scary!” —The cleric froze in fear.

“The boss room sure lives up to its name; it looks so tough.” —The mage clenched her fists, trying to psych herself up.

“Hmph, don’t worry. Leave it to me!” —The swordsman excitedly drew his sword.

“Yawn… You guys go ahead. Call me if things get out of hand.”

The missing person was—

The one trailing behind…

Dressed like a seasoned adventurer…

Armed with sharp, practical weapons…

Her black hair tied into a single ponytail for convenience…

Shuna yawned, crossing her arms as she leaned against the wall, ready to watch the three of them make fools of themselves.

This team was clearly not professional. Oh, of course, they were here to pass the Adventurer’s Guild’s beginner exam, but they were far from competent.

The swordsman charged forward without maintaining a safe distance from the boss, only to be thrown back by the green lion’s awakening aura.

“The Adventurer’s Guild nowadays is nothing like it was three years ago,” Shuna muttered.

The mage tried chanting a spell. Her staff was already glowing with power, but halfway through, she forgot the incantation. After a two-second pause, the unformed fireball shot uselessly at the ceiling.

“Adventuring used to be a genuinely dangerous job. Now… with so many people, it feels more like a game.”

The cleric, seeing the swordsman’s arm scratched by the green lion, nervously began chanting a healing spell. However, she accidentally cast a spell to accelerate blood flow, causing the swordsman’s wound to bleed profusely.

“…This is just worrying.”

This was one of the “side gigs” Shuna had picked up recently.

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She had arrived in Novice Town a bit early and, after asking around, couldn’t find any information about W’s team. That guy was a Hysterm family scion, after all…

And his skill level should far surpass these random amateurs. If he were here, he’d surely stand out, and finding information about him should’ve been easy.

So, to pass the time and avoid draining her wallet, Shuna took on the most lucrative, popular, and regionally relevant job available—

Helping newbies pass their trials.

While the Adventurer’s Guild required all participants in dungeon raids to be registered as part of a team…

Once the team was officially registered, no one cared if you left afterward.

Confident veterans capable of carrying multiple newbies could take on these jobs, helping teams clear the Green Wild Maze’s tenth floor. After the team was officially formed, they’d simply leave.

For the past few days, this had been Shuna’s routine.

She had encountered all sorts of absurd rookie adventurer teams, her mindset shifting from disbelief to calm resignation.

She had only been away from dungeons and adventuring for three years, yet it felt like the entire industry had turned upside down.

Were these people really here “to conquer dungeons”? Most of them seemed more like they were here because “it’s trendy, and I want to try it.”

She had heard rumors that the Hysterm family had been rapidly reforming the Adventurer’s Guild and its systems over the past three years, but she hadn’t expected the changes to be this drastic.

It made Shuna wonder if she should re-enter the profession—though, from a results-oriented perspective, earning money from these carry jobs was far more profitable than her previous freelance adventuring. It was practically a goldmine.

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“Help me—”

The swordsman ran behind Shuna, panicking.

“Oh? Weren’t you all going to try it yourselves?” she asked lazily.

“Ugh… we must’ve triggered some hidden difficulty!” the cleric whimpered, tears streaming down her face.

“Yeah, that’s it. I’ve heard this dungeon sometimes spawns impossible challenges,” the mage added, already giving up.

“Please do something! It hurts so much—I’m going to die—”

Shuna glanced at the swordsman’s arm. It was barely a scratch, something any cleric with even a basic grasp of healing spells could’ve easily treated.

“Alright.”

Stretching her arms, Shuna casually extended her right hand and cast a no-chant healing spell.

The swordsman’s wound healed instantly. He stared at it, wide-eyed, as if witnessing a miracle.

“Looks like it’s not that tough. Shouldn’t be a problem…”

Shuna reached for her favorite dagger, strapped to her thigh holster. She twirled it deftly in her hand, showing off a bit.

The two girls behind her forgot to console the “dying” swordsman, instead staring in awe at Shuna’s cool demeanor.

“Let’s wrap this up—”

Taking a deep breath, Shuna shot forward like a black streak of lightning.

As she wielded her dagger, she simultaneously chanted spells and hurled magic with her right hand. Her movements were so fluid that it was impossible to tell what her primary role was.

Compared to the green lion…

She looked more like the boss.

“Done—”

With a flash, the lion’s flower bud fell to the ground.

She hadn’t even given the green lion a chance to enter its second phase.

“…”

“…?!”

“…!!!!!!”

The three rookies stared, dumbfounded.

“When we recruited her, what did she say her previous job was again?”

“Logistics…”

“You call that logistics?!”

“Here, take this. You’ll need it to report back.”

Shuna ignored their stunned expressions, picked up the green lion’s flower bud, and tossed it to them.

She, meanwhile…

Walked over to the lion’s gradually disappearing corpse.

“Compared to previous runs, this time I had to strike 30% more. Its attack power felt low, but its health was noticeably higher…”

“30%… again?”

Shuna recalled hearing about an adventurer team that had been trapped on a dungeon boss floor, prompting a rescue mission.

She had joined the rescue effort.

That boss had been far tougher than expected—its strength was completely out of line for its floor.

So she had thoroughly examined the corpse, looking for clues.

“Sure enough… it’s this again?”

What she found…

Was a stone fragment, identical to the one she now held in her hand. Though this one was more shattered, the similarity was unmistakable.

The stone was peculiar. It was green, with strange markings that resembled writing—but she couldn’t read them. Shuna had researched it afterward and confirmed that the symbols didn’t match any known ancient magic or texts.

But…

The strangest part wasn’t the writing.

The previous dungeon had been ocean-themed, with a giant sea dolphin as the boss.

This dungeon was forest-themed, with a lion made of plants.

The two dungeons were completely unrelated, yet both had dropped items that didn’t match their respective themes—something that had never happened before.

“This is so strange…”

“I already sent the previous fragment to him…”

“I wonder if he has any new insights about this…”